Lost and Found

I didn't tell very many people this because I was rather embarrassed about it, but back in December I lost my wedding ring. It is a little bit loose, so I usually take it off when I'm cooking or cleaning or doing other dirty work. I have a spot I usually put it, but one day when I went for it, it wasn't in its normal spot. After a couple days of frantic searching, I assumed it either got swept up and taken out with the trash or went down the drain, and thought it was history. I then purchased a small collection of fake rings that I've been wearing since. In fact, I was even about to start a ring-loser club with Tracy as president and me as secretary. But then today happened. With the beautiful spring-like weather we've been having, just about all of the snow has melted. So, I pulled up the driveway this afternoon and got out of the car when I noticed something shiny on the ground and...lo and behold, there was my ring. It hung out all winter long under the snow. Now I feel like the woman in the New Testament who lost a gold coin and swept and searched her whole house until she found it, then invited all her family and friends over to rejoice with her. So, rejoice with me, my family, for that which was lost is now found.

Reunited (and it feels so good).